Humped Festive Season

It is no longer awkward to gift a pack of condoms to a dear one, but the struggle remains real. I confess, I am an occasional “racist”, since I enjoy telling people how white or black they have turned, over the time I haven’t seen them. Indeed, I should have been aborted. On a slightly…

Skinny Ugly Whore

I need to work on my titles: But, but, that is exactly what I intend to write about. There will be no twists or shady society-based politeness, after all, it’s all about Embracing Awkwardness. Buckle up my sweet little-dear angels, you are in for a time ride of your life. Worry less, it will be…

Grabbing Social Media by Balls

In this delusional twenty-first century, anyone with internet access and basic computing skills, yet they do not possess an active social media account of any kind: they are against globalization and initiating extinction of the human species. But, there is, and will always be, an exception: I give a free pass to those above fifty…

Personalized Workout Schedule

Just because it worked for someone else, it will not necessary work for you. In case this happened, extinction of the human species will be initiated. Total disaster will occur, you and I, shall be no more. Quit inquiring what exercise routine someone follows, unless you are using it as a comparison, to know where…

Boobs and Vaginas

I find it interesting that no matter how many sexual references I have so far made, tossing out my appreciation for female genitalia, many still think that I am gay. However, I continue to take it up, as a compliment. My dear, have you taken a closer look at their lifestyle: living in the moment,…

Never Forgetting the Basics

Although I am a Scientist and a huge fun of advancing and modifying life events and aspects, it never takes a way a fact that I am human. Deep down within I, there is, and will always be bits of humanity. It doesn’t matter, no matter how much I rendered, and still are rendering myself…

An Ex’s Wedding Invitation

The humped festive season is officially over, and many are returning to their miserable lives. Sadly, these individuals are failing to make necessarily adjustments, yet they can. They are illuminated with a delusional belief, that life should be boring, soon as one attempts this thing called adulting. Oh, you my dear, you are doing it all…

Are you staring at my boobs?

The Sweet Escape: Oh dear, that lagging necklace thingy you have got going on there, it is mesmerizing. Its curvatures are ridiculously tormenting, with darling sparks of glares. I just can’t take my eyes off it. It seems to be embedded with darkish tones of silver, with a surface having a smooth appearance. Oh, am…

She had Huge Boobs, That I Recall

It is clear, pretending that you liked a someone’s personality on first sight is total bullshit. Worry less my sweet devilish angels, I come bearing great good news: we are in this together, thus no need to feel all weird about it. Next time you feel stranded claiming not to remember how to describe a someone…

Your Face is Adult Content

One shouldn’t act all surprised, as if they have spotted an old guy, wearing a pink sweater, and riding a pony. I used to think that ponies where majestic creatures, until a day I heard of a pony, which kicked a tiny human, straight in the belly. Seems irrelevant, right? Right. Yeah right, so is…

Speaking Garbage

Initiating a conversation isn’t something that one gets to jiggle around like crap. Ordinary lines such as talking about the day’s weather, are truly boring, and indicate a general luck of creativity in one’s life. Weather should be used to initiate a conversation, if and only if, one is describing what’s causing the weather to…

Screwed by Doing the Right Thing

I have a demented delusional thinking, which clearly states that: I am not the only one who has fallen a victim to this sort of thing. Furthermore, if and only if a feedback could be obtained from our predecessors, only then, we could find out more. This could be in form of yelled out screams…